"want to play chess?", he asked, holding out the board and pieces.
"do i look as if i want to dig my eyes out with a spoon, stomp on them, bury them while blind then spend my life walking about with a cane and a farting german shepard leading me?"
"great! let me set up the board!", said the man i loved, who went through life with blue eyes, and asperger's
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